37 Labiaplasty and Clitoral Hood Reduction ....and Possibly Something Else?!

After years and years of wanting my inner lips removed but fearful of nerve damage, I finally went to speak with my doctor. They agreed for medical reasons (sore in exercise and sex, and mental wellbeing) I could have the op. I was told it would be about a 2 year waiting list. Once I'd made up my mind to have it done I couldn't wait any longer! After being on the waiting list 4 months one day I just decided to go private and the following week had surgery!

It all started when I found this site. In the space of 48 hours I must have read every single review on Labiaplasty and researched the web some more. I found one particular review I was very drawn to. Next researched the hell out of the surgeon, Mr Mofid Ibraheim, and found he was an expert in Gynaecology.

I sent him an email on new years eve and he responded to it within a few hours. He's answered all my questions and the following day I booked in for surgery for the following week!!

I flew from Northern Ireland at 8am in the morning. Mr Ibraheim had asked me to arrive 9am. I explained the first flight of the day would get me to the clinic before 10am or I could come the night before but he said 10am was fine.
I took a taxi from Manchester airport to Pines Hospital, feeling very nervous, and arrived 9.45am.

By 10am I was in my room (I will upload photos). The nurses made me feel so at ease. I had my weight, height and blood pressure taken. Met the staff nurse and around 11am met with Mr Ibraheim for the first time. He was very lovely, I felt instantly at ease. He asked to take a look and then explained the procedure and drew a diagram. There was a bit of a language barrier. I explained wanted to keep the look ‘balanced’ because after having children I didn’t want to be left with a gaping hole. I also explained I had a skin tag that I hoped could be removed. He said he would normally charge extra for this but would do it in surgery.

I was told my surgery would be at around 12 -12.30 and someone came to get me promptly at noon. I was asked to lay down on the operating bed after a few checks (name, DOB, check for no metal etc) and I was injected into my left hand with anaesthetic. The team around me put me at ease, and explained what was going on throughout. The injection didn’t hurt but the sensation was horrible. Thankfully with seconds (about 10) I was completely under and oblivious to it.

I woke up very dazed and tried to lift my head. A nurse must have been sat besides me because I could hear some reassuring words. I wanted to ask for oxygen because I struggled to catch my breath. But within a split second I was back to sleep.

I was taken back to my room. I woke up enough to help move my body weight over from the trolly to bed and went back to sleep. Every half an hour the staff nurse woke me up and took my blood pressure but I couldn’t keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time. The nurses kept trying to wake me, bringing me drink, biscuits and food. It was only when my blood pressure was very low they stood over me and made sure I took a couple of nibbles. They explained I needed the sugar to get my blood pressure up.

I struggled to stay awake and to eat. Every time the nurse woke me up I’d nibble a sandwich but when she’d come in to wake me again I’d realise the last nibble was still in my mouth! At around 6pm the nurse woke me up again and said I wouldn’t be allowed home until I had a wee. This suited me, because I felt in no fit state to go anywhere lol. I still couldn’t keep my eyes open, I tried to stand but lost my balance and laid back on the bed. I felt a wave of sickness hit me and I just wanted to sleep!

I eventually got myself to the toilet, which felt like climbing mount everest. I did not feel a thing. I got back into bed and guess what? Yep, fell asleep! I was next awoken by my mother in law who waited while I slowly got dressed. I thought I was going to keel over, I was spaced out, dizzy and sick but eventually made it to the car…… where I fell asleep!

It was a 1 hour drive back to her house and I slept the whole journey. When I arrived at the house I went straight to the bathroom and projectile vomited for a couple of minutes, and went back to bed. At 11pm I woke up feeling completely fine. I tried to get a sneak peek of down below. I took a few photos and went down stairs to make a sandwich and stood chatting in the kitchen for an hour.

So far no pain, no swelling, no discomfort. My only battle all day was keeping awake and feeling sick from the anaesthetic.

After sleeping all day yesterday I was up 11pm - 1am (eating and relaxing). Felt no pain, no bruising, no swelling and sickness completely gone. Slept from 1am to 11am and came down for food for an hour around mid day. I ate stood up. Don’t feel like sitting down but still feel fine. After an hour, I feel ready to lay down. No pain just a little discomfort so listening to my body to avoid any pain etc.

After resting up in bed all day I came down for another hour for dinner at 6pm. I’m noticing after an hour of standing I’m feeling a pressure down below. But still no pain, bruises etc. I’m very surprised as i expected to be hurting/swollen/bruised today.

It’s stung a lot when I went for a wee today and a couple of times since but only slightly. After that first wee I am now gently pouring water over the top of my vagina so it trickles down over the whole area as I wee. This has stopped it stinging completely and keeps area clean. After I dab dry with a towel around the area, and fan the stitches to dry. Mr Ibraheim recommend cool hair dryer but my mother in law doesn’t have that setting but fanning works just as well.

I’ve had no pain killers today. I poured over salt water twice to clean. I thought cleaning it would be hard. Only when I looked I realised there is nothing there to clean!

So far looks a hell of a lot better. It’s just my outside lips look saggy and empty now so that was a bit of a shock. They were before but you didn’t notice has by inner Labia kept it all pretty sandwiched.